Chapter 10

-------------Los Angeles, California.

--------------------Same night( Olyster residence)

" Khalid why the hell did you embarrass our new clients?" Brandon raged immediately he saw me walk inside the house. I wasn't in the mood for this, if he wanted to argue, I was going to use my fists. " You were going to do same if you knew who he really was" I answered back. " Khalid son, what happened to you, where have you been?" I heard mother panic as she ran down the stairs. It was just 7pm. How could that be late?. " What's all the noise for?" GrandPa Julius as he came out of the study. Why were they all ganging up on me. " Son, are you okay?" Mother asked as she checked my face for any bruises. " I didn't get into any fight mother, I needed some time alone, that was all" I answered. I had gone to the mall to get Faryahs diary and left to my hideout. By a small lonely stream. " Father, Khalid here declined a client without hearing him out, do you know the amount of money we lost, why would you do such a thing" It was obvious he was angry, very angry. He was coming closer to me, he shouldn't even think of hitting me. " I am sure he has valid reasons for doing that Son, Khalid?" GrandPa Julius said trying to calm Brandon down. " What stupid reason?" Brandon snapped again. " Brandon, calm down and listen to him.." I got fed up. I was going to end up telling them eventually. I cut mother off. " It was Father" I blurted out and the silence came in. I looked at mother. She was avoiding everyone's stare.

" why didn't say something sooner?" Brandon said, finally breaking the silence as he took mother into his arms. " I didn't want mother to know, but since you forced the answer out of me, here you go" I snapped. I was getting really angry too. " it's alright Khalid" I heard GrandPa Julius say. It was totally not alright. I ignored him and walked up to my room. I needed more space. I slammed the door shut and took my shoes and socks off. I needed a bath. I needed to take care of my bleeding knuckles. Running water on them would sting. I went into the bathroom and took my clothes off and went into the shower.

He hurt my mother when I was still a minor. He ruined my childhood. Destroyed me emotionally. He beat her up. She always thought he was going to stop because of the so called love she had for him.

We didn't need him back in our lives at all. We were doing great, she was doing great. No matter what, I was still going to protect. She was never getting hurt again.

I got out of the shower and wore a white body hug shirt and an ash sweatpants. I dried my hair and wore my cologne and used my body lotion and bandaged my knuckles. I was going to see Pamela later on. I threw on a black hoodie, wore my black socks and moved to my laptop. I read every night, to be excellent at whatever I did. I turned my laptop on and immediately I saw me and Pamela on the background, I thought of Faryah. How was she doing?, I even had a diary for her. And I needed to thank her again for lunch earlier today. It soothed my taste buds. I took my car keys from the night stand and left my room to get her diary from my car. I decided to take the back stairs from the storage room. I didn't want to see them. I took the back stairs and got to my car. I personally chose the diary for Faryah, it was a flower patterned diary, medium sized and the lock was pretty modern. It needed a specific password and I choose the perfect one for her.

My voice.

I took the shopping bag out from the car and headed back inside. I held a big smile on my face as I knocked on her door. I loved the way she smiled. The way her cheeks were rosy when she smiled was a great sight. " Faryah, are you in?, can I come in?" I called as I held the shopping bag tighter to my chest like a 4 year old waiting to see his mothers reaction when she opened her mothers day gift.

She was supposed to open the door by now. Maybe she was asleep, Nahh, she was supposed to be making her Salah by this time. She had to be done. I needed to see what she was up to. I turned the door knob and opened the door. It was dark inside, there wasn't a sign of someone here. " Faryah" I called out again as I turned her lights on. All I saw was a neat room without Faryah. I listened carefully to see if the shower was on but it wasn't. I checked her bathroom and she wasn't there. Where could she be?, Sophia should know something.

I dropped the diary on her bedside table and walked out of her room. I knocked on Sophia's door and there was no answer. I began to get worried. I opened her door and she wasn't there. " mother, I can't find Faryah and Sophia anywhere" I panicked as I walked into the living room. " What do you mean?" Mother asked as she lifted her head up Brandon's chest. " You checked their rooms?" GrandPa asked and I nodded. " Call Sophia then” Brandon said. I didn't even think of that. I took my phone out and dialled Sophia. Ethan picked up instead.

"Khalid?" Ethan answered into the phone. " Ethan where is Sophia?" I asked. " She's here, she fell asleep whilst watching a movie, we fell asleep actually" He answered. At least Sophia was safe. " And Faryah, is she there with you?" I asked and heard him curse into the phone. " Oh shit, Honey wake up, Sophia" oh my goodness. Where the hell could Faryah be. I really hoped she was alright. If something happened to her I swear Sophia and Ethan were going to get it from me. " Its 7:30 Sophia, We forgot about Faryah" I heard them say again. How could they have forgotten about her. Where was she. " Oh No, this is bad" I heard Sophia say again. " Sophia!" I raged into the phone. " Brother, I dropped Faryah at city hall for a sermon by Mufti Menk and came over here, she was supposed to be done by 6 and I was supposed to go pick her up by 6 and I slept off here with Ethan" That was all I needed to hear. They forgot about Faryah, how could they do that to her. I ended the call and threw my phone on the floor. " Son" Mother screamed, " where are they?" Mother asked again as she got up from the couch. " I am going to city hall, that's where Faryah is supposed to be" I needed to hit something to calm myself down, I was getting really angry. I laid my hands on a vase and smashed it immediately. " Khalid, Stop that" Mother cried again. I couldn't take this. I stormed out of the house and drove out of the mansion heading to city hall. How could they possibly forget about her like that. She was supposed to be picked up by 6 and it was already past 7. " Faryah please be alright" i whispered to myself as i drove faster.

There was a crowd forming a few metres before the city hall. It looked like someone had an accident. I didn't want to check it out, Faryah could be waiting inside the city hall. I drove past the incident and parked beside the city hall. I jumped out of the car and quickly went in. The people here were few and there was no sign of Faryah. I stopped a lady that passed beside me and asked her if the sermon was over. " Yes, I think it ended at 6, sharp" she answered and I thanked her. I didn't have a photo of her talk less to ask if she had seen her. " Miss please I am looking for someone, she is kind of tall, average height, very skinny and beautiful, have you seen her?" I didn't even know the clothes she wore. How could someone possibly take me seriously with that description. " Sir your description isn't helpful" She answered. " I know, thank you, there's no one else I can ask here?" I asked again. " I am not sure, don't you have a photo of her?" she answered. " I don't miss but thank you"

" You're very much welcome" She answered and walked out of the city hall. Where could she be?.

I looked towards the crowd again and saw an ambulance and a police van behind it. I walked towards them and tried to push myself in to get a clearer view. My eyes widened in shock as I saw her lying in her own blood.

How could someone do this to My Faryah?